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I was put in a home for suicidal people and i was to share room with three other girls. I was crying going in and a fat man with a cloak wrapped his arm around me and kissed my head. He lead me in and I sat down with one of the other girls. she was fat to, but she wrapped her arm around me and i told her how many times i tried suicide. the fat man tried to listen in but i told him to go away. There was also a secetary behind a desk in every room. when i went out to the hall in the home it was like an indoor street. There was four gaurds in the hall. Two men and two women. One women had curly long brown hair and the other short blonde hair. The men looked like male versions. Me and one of my friends were trying to escape by pressing a red button. but it was under a wire. the gaurds only cared if we got out, not for trying. But the door did open. I ran out. my friend got cought. I ran down the carrador. The women with the brown hair cought me and in a blink i was back in my room. I refused to come out so they had to bring my dinner in to me. I was with the secertary and the fat man with the cloak. The man and women with the blonde hair came in and asked me to get out. I said no and they asked want a bet. They grabbed one of my arms each and dragged me outside to the hall and locked my bedroom door behind me. later that day we wer in school. i was so bored i started wobbling and i was sent outside for bad behavior. weird..

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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